Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 134

Two days ago, unable to bear the anger of the people and jointly exerting pressure, perhaps there was some selfish element in it, the Ling Jiang family covered in blisters was divorced by Ling Chenghu, and she was kicked out of the Ling family together with her daughter Ling Xiaoying, and the villagers sent It was only when they expelled the village that they were completely relieved. The crisis was over, and the Ling family village was slowly rejuvenating. Therefore, the big move of Ling Jingxuan's family to plant seedlings naturally attracted many onlookers, and most of them pointed at them. Pointing and laughing at their overreaching, but the workers and Ling Chenglong's family who were buried in their work just ignored them.

In less than an hour, when the scorching sun was rising, nearly forty people planted more than ten acres. Looking at the seedlings standing neatly in the field, everyone was unspeakably satisfied and worked harder. In contrast, it was a tragedy for the little buns who were just playful. Didn't they just separate the seedlings and insert them into the mud? At first they thought it was very simple, and they became more confident. But when it came to the actual operation, the situation was repeated, and it was not going well.

"I hate it, don't fall down, daddy, daddy, come and help me see why my seedlings keep falling down?"

"Godfather, why is it crooked again? This is not easy to insert??"

"I don't believe I can't insert you??"

"Uncle Ling, why did I get stuck in the mud and float up again after a while?"

"Ah? Daddy?? Come and help me take a look??"

"Jingxuan, the method you taught is wrong, my seedling is about to drown?"

In the outermost ridge of the [-]-acre field, the chirping voices of the little buns could be heard, and Ling Jingxuan was spinning among them like a spinning top. The bad news is that Yan Shengrui, who has always been omnipotent, is stupider than the buns, and he can't do it well, but he is so shameless that he can't help but want to jump up and give him two slaps. Damn you, use your strength to practice martial arts It is strange to plant seedlings well.

"Let me see, come on, hold the seedling with your fingers like this, watch, move faster, just press it into the mud."

When he came to Xiao Baozi and Zhou Changsheng, Ling Jingxuan bent down and taught them patiently. The two children listened very carefully, but——

"Ah, hate it, why did it fall again?"

When they were working on their own, the seedlings that had just been inserted into the mud fell limply along with their retracted hands, and the little bun puffed up his cheeks with anger, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, picking up Picking up the fallen seedlings, he took his hand and pressed them violently into the mud: "Your strength is a little weaker, and the roots of the seedlings have not taken root in the mud. Come on, try again."

"Oh!"

Reluctantly, he separated a bunch of seedlings again, and the little bun held it and muttered, "You, you, don't let it fall, do you understand?"

It better understand it!Seeing all this, Ling Jingxuan sighed weakly, and simply stood aside and looked at him. After reciting the spell for the seedlings, Xiao Baozi followed his instructions and pressed the seedlings into the mud at once. When he withdrew his hand, Fearing that the seedlings would fall down again, Xiao Baozi held his breath nervously and retreated little by little.

"Wow, it didn't fall, Daddy, look, it didn't fall, I learned it, haha?? Daddy, I learned it?"

This time, the rice seedling finally gave him two points of thin noodles, and he didn't fall down. The little bun jumped up and down in the field excitedly, Ling Jingxuan let out a soft breath, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Wu is awesome, he is indeed Daddy's son, But remember the strength and feeling just now, and don’t insert it crookedly, we will keep the rice grown in the ridge field for us to eat.”

When it was time to exaggerate, Ling Jingxuan was not stingy at all, and he did not forget to throw out even bigger temptations.

"Okay, daddy is just waiting to eat the big rice that Xiaowu planted himself. It must be more delicious than the ones bought outside. Let's plant it quickly for Changsheng. My daddy likes to eat big rice. I want to grow a lot of rice to make white and fat rice." Let Daddy eat the fat rice."

Seeing his proud appearance, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help being funny, but he didn't dare to speak out against his enthusiasm. Seeing him successfully planting several more plants in a row, he even became a teacher to teach those who are one year older than him. After Zhou Changsheng was born, Ling Jingxuan shook his head and turned around. The rice he had grown was enough for him to eat alone, so he should be laughing.

"Uncle Ling, is mine too light?"

Chu Yan, who was a little behind Ling Wu, heard their conversation, and decisively collected the seedlings that had just been planted but were floating on the water, and stopped Ling Jingxuan when he passed by him.

"Well, don't be afraid to crush them, it doesn't matter if they are a little heavier, as long as you find out the appropriate force, they will be inserted quickly."

Looking at the wet seedlings in his hands, Ling Jingxuan took the initiative to hold his hand, and took him to plant a few plants. Chu Yan blushed in embarrassment, and said awkwardly, "I know Uncle Ling, you go Teach Xiaowen them."

After all, he is an older child, and he grew up in that environment. Chu Yan is terribly precocious, and he already knows how to avoid suspicion.

"Hehe...then you can figure it out yourself, I won't come here to teach you again."

Seeing his discomfort, Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly, handed him the remaining seedlings in his hand, turned around, only to see that Tie Wazi was patiently learning under the guidance of Long Dashan, and Ling Wen seemed to be following the seedlings. It's as if the bar is on the bar, and one person keeps inserting it, and doesn't care about him if it falls. Gradually, fewer and fewer seedlings fall, and the speed is getting faster and faster. It is obvious that the doorway has been figured out.

The last remaining old bun, Yan Shengrui, was looking at him expectantly while holding the rice seedlings. The moment his eyes collided with him, Ling Jingxuan felt a throbbing pain in his forehead, and he couldn't bear to look at the things on his hands that were covered by him. The seedlings that have been ravaged terribly.

"Jingxuan saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, Yan Chengrui opened his mouth, and he, who claimed to be thicker than the city wall, had a rare blush. When he first saw other people planting rice seedlings, he really thought it was very simple, and he didn't even need to learn it. Xue, who knows?? He bets that this is definitely the most embarrassing time in his life.

"Does it have a grudge against you or something? Do you think you even tried your best to suck it?"

Resigned to his fate, Ling Jingxuan took the seedlings in his hand angrily, and most of them were almost cooked by his hands.

"How can I be strong? I just hold them gently, and then insert them gently, who knows??"

As he was talking, he himself was too embarrassed to continue talking. His sons either fell down or floated up, but his was as if he was about to drown, what a fool.

"Are you sure it's light?"

Leaning at him, Ling Jingxuan threw away the seedlings in his hand, and picked up a few good ones again. Yan Chengrui annoyed him, so he simply walked over and said bluntly: "I don't care, anyway, you have to teach them like Xiaowu and others." I can do it."

Grabbing him with a muddy hand, his brute force might have hurt the seedling again, Ling Jingxuan quickly changed the seedling to the other hand, raised his head and gave him a hard look, and said weakly: "Is it okay if I teach? But if you can't learn it again, don't make trouble for me here." You are usually very shrewd, why can't you learn how to plant a seedling?Or is it that his family's Prince Cheng is destined not to have such a thing by nature?

"Why can't you learn it? It must be because you didn't teach it well before."

Being tough-mouthed and thick-skinned has always been his strong point, and he showed it to the fullest at this time, but his handsome face is a bit embarrassing.

Talking to him will kill him sooner or later, Ling Jingxuan is too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he just took his hand, put a handful of seedlings into his hand, and then pulled him into the mud like a little bun : "Isn't that enough? You have to control your own strength. You can't just rely on brute force. Just a little force on the fingers holding the seedlings."

While talking, Ling Jingxuan took his hand and planted several seedlings in a row. Looking at the seedlings lined up in a straight vertical line from top to bottom, Yan Shengrui couldn't hold back no matter how thick-skinned he was. He had to admit that it wasn't Jingxuan from his family. If he didn't teach well, it is true that he himself has no talent.

But having said that, letting a man who is used to fighting on the battlefield and holding a sword to plant seedlings seems to be too embarrassing for him.

"What are you thinking? Try again."

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Ling Jingxuan turned around and bent his elbows to bump his waist, and handed him the remaining seedlings in his hand.

Without further words, Yan Shengrui came back to his senses and took a few deep breaths with the seedlings. After trying to relax himself, he took out a pinch and gently inserted it into the mud. This time it was slightly better than the beginning, but it was still a little Heavy, most of the seedlings are submerged in the water, and it is generally difficult to survive. Even if they survive, the yield will not be high, but his man managed to succeed once. Ling Jingxuan only laughed at him because he was crazy.

"That's right, just lighten up a little bit, you can plant it first, I should also plant my ridge of land."

Today he specially allocated two ridges of land just to let them experience it. No matter whether it is good or bad, the workers will not be allowed to return to work in the end, so these two ridges of land are their task. If they don’t complete them, they will never go back. It's not that they don't work hard to insert more points, and they probably won't be able to finish it until dark today.

"Wait, put on your straw hat when it's hot, look at you, your face is red from the sun, but today is an exception, don't do the work in the field yourself, it's hard to raise Make it whiter, and then turn it into black charcoal?"

Throwing down the seedlings and holding him back, Yan Shengrui washed the mud off his hands with the muddy water in the field, raised his hand to take off the straw hat hanging on his back and put it on his head, his fingers slid across his cheek in distress.

"I'm not a little bitch, black spots are black spots, let's get to work, the sooner you finish it, the sooner you can call it a day."

Having said that, Ling Jingxuan did not refuse his kindness. After he left, Yan Shengrui bent down again to pick up the seedlings and planted them one by one. It is conceivable that when the work was completed that day, their finished products would be planted with the workers next door. However, everyone including Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but smile contentedly when looking at the crooked seedlings in the field.

"Father, I will help plant the seedlings in the future. Practice makes perfect, and I will definitely plant better and better."

The sun was setting, and their [-]-acre field had already been planted. The workers, Ling Chenglong and others had all moved to the Zhao family's field. Ling Jingxuan, Yan Shengrui, and a group of little buns stood side by side on the field ridge, looking at them contentedly. The fruit of a day's labor.

"Well, you are young, and you have never done it before. It is not bad to be able to do it like this. From now on, we will leave one or two ridges to plant by ourselves when planting rice every year. Although it will be a bit hard, Dad promises you that we will wait for you. You will definitely be very satisfied when you eat the white rice grown by yourself."

Looking down at Ling Wen, Ling Jingxuan looked far away at the green rice fields. Things that are easy to get are often not unusual, and they will be truly satisfied only when they get them through hard work.

"En!" The little buns looked at each other and nodded in unison. One day, they will be as good as the workers next to them.